At this moment, in the imperial capital, Ning Yan's mansion was in the courtyard specially opened for Zixuan.

Zi Xuan is struggling.

She sat cross-legged, and complex imprints appeared on the ground around her, forming a seal and binding her body.

That brand is made of soul silk.

This soul thread broke out at the moment when the Human Emperor worshiped his ancestors, making Zixuan unable to leave.

In a house not far from here, Erniu was also sitting cross-legged and struggling, with veins bulging on his face and bloodshot eyes.

There are also seals around him.

It's not the soul thread, but the arrangement from Master Qi.

"Old man, you old gangster, you actually plotted against me and sealed me here. I'm going to betray my master!!"

Erniu roared and struggled with all his strength.

As for the outside world, the wind from Jiuyou was blowing through the human royal capital at this moment.

At that moment, the sky seemed to be turbid, and the opening of the Netherworld Gate could no longer be hidden. It was revealed in Wangwanggu, making all parties whose attention was attracted by the human empress becoming a god, aware of it.

After all, it was the resurrection of an ancient country, and the ceremony itself was extremely weird.

But...it's different from the empress becoming a god.

Regarding everything that is happening in the Tiantian Territory, at this moment, there is no clan or any god coming to stand in the way.

One after another, they turned a blind eye.

It's as if that's taboo.

Because this is a sacrifice to the gods, which brings joy to the wilderness.

In the human royal capital, the empress raised her head, her expression flashed with a hint of complexity at this moment, but in the end it turned into calm.

His transaction with that person was now completely over.

Both parties achieved the desired results.

In the future, everything will be based on ethnic groups.

As for the human race, they broke with the Holy Land and the Great Emperor fell. From then on, looking back at the ancient human race, they experienced ups and downs and a complete rise, all of which are carried on their own shoulders forever.

Just like He said before, He can carry the cause and effect alone!

The empress calmed down in her heart. She withdrew her gaze and looked at the human race. She glanced at the people in the imperial capital and felt their excitement. She glanced at the officials here and felt their waves.

I also saw all the princes and princesses and felt their nervousness.

Until, the empress looked at Xu Qing.

"The younger brother in this life, the sword bearer chosen by the emperor..."

In His gaze, Xu Qing was standing on the human race's war drum at this moment. The sadness that had not yet disappeared could be seen on his face. After sensing his gaze, the other party also looked at him.

Bow to yourself.

The empress nodded slightly, and finally looked at the rising sun in the sky. Her majestic voice echoed around the world.

"Pass this message to the ancient east and all the great regions."

"From now on, all our clansmen in the territory will be properly resettled. The clansmen in other territories must not die violently."

"King Zhenyan, King Beihe, King Yunlan... a total of seventeen heavenly kings, commanding seventeen armies, went to the foreign regions in the east of Wanggu to take our people... home."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's emotions started to fluctuate.

Since Dongsheng, there have been too many people living abroad. It is not that the emperors of the past dynasties did not want to bring them back, but they were powerless.

Until this moment, until this day, the empress who has become a god has been transmitting the decree to the powerful Xie Shentai, looking to the east of the past. Her voice on this day is the sound of heaven.

King Zhenyan and other heavenly kings flew out in an instant, bowed to the empress in mid-air, and said yes in a low voice.

"The rest of the ministers, the prince, and others will change their imperial titles and be promoted to the imperial court in seven days' time!"

The empress's voice echoed again, and all the ministers bowed.

"The sacrifice is over, please disperse. Shiyi, you come with me."

The ancient emperor's star roared, slowly sinking, returning to its original position, the sky was restored, and the fate of the human race disappeared and no longer wavered.

The monks in the ancient star were also moved out and revealed in mid-air.

This grand ceremony has come to an end.

At this moment, the ministers also saw that the empress and her son obviously had something to talk about, so they did not bother to disturb them. After bowing to each other, they silently left the palace with endless thoughts about this sacrifice.

Only Eleven was excited and worried at the same time, like a child who had done something wrong, walking towards the empress with his head lowered.

After standing next to the empress, he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he still didn't know how to say it.

The empress, however, did not look at the eleventh prince beside her.

He looked at the sky. After the human war drums disappeared and the officials left, Xu Qing was still standing there.

"King Zhencang."

The empress spoke calmly.

Xu Qing, who was in mid-air, bowed towards the empress.

"Your Majesty, I am waiting for someone. I think he will come."

Xu Qing responded softly.

The empress looked deeply at Xu Qing and stared at Shao Qing. She stopped talking and turned towards the palace.

The eleventh prince took a deep breath and followed nervously.

After a while, the world became quiet.

Compared with the previous grand ceremony, the sudden silence at this moment formed an inexplicable depression.

In this oppressive universe, Xu Qing was the only one standing in the air, with no figure appearing in all directions.

He was the only one, looking at the horizon, waiting calmly.

He is patient enough, because he has been waiting for this day for a long time.

He believed that the other party would come.

This was a premonition brought by his intuition.

To be precise, when he came to the human capital and saw the figure wearing the identity of a national master for the first time in the palace, he knew that the moment of facing him was not far away.

In this way, time passed little by little.

The rising sun slowly rises in the sky, and light and heat spread more and more throughout the world, until... it is in the sky at noon.

The strong sunshine wiped away the darkness of the earth, melted the dust, and shone into the eyes, making it so bright that it seemed that the sky could not be seen clearly.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue! Xu Qing has seen many such days.

One of them was engraved into his soul in his memory, and he could not forget it for the rest of his life.

That is Wushuang City, the last noon.

The sunshine that day was so intense that a figure appeared in it, and then blood rained down in Wushuang City...

And today, in Xu Qing's eyes, this figure was revealed again in the noon sunshine.

Purple invades the light, isolates the heat, gathers from the sky, and comes from the sky.

Step by step, walk towards the world.

In the end, it replaced the light of the sky, replaced the sky, and stepped into Xu Qing's eyes, covering his world and everything in his eyes.

Prince Ziqing!

His face is handsome, his smile is gentle, his eyes are peaceful, and his steps are gentle.

Standing in mid-air, he spoke softly towards the palace.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, you have finally become a shrine."

In the palace, the sound of calm echoed.

"At this moment, you should be in your territory, not my clan."

Hearing this, Zi Qing smiled slightly and nodded.

"The empress is right, I will leave after taking away the doll."

After saying that, Zi Qing turned her head and looked at Xu Qing.

His eyes were as gentle as ever, just like they were in Wushuang City.

"Brother, have you been waiting for me?"

Xu Qing looked normal and nodded.

"It seems that he has really grown up."
To be continued...